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It is very hot here. Little sister is off, she's at the post office posting a love letter. I lack water. But I'll wait here 'til she comes back. I need her help finding a plastic bottle and fill it somewhere.

Despite the sun my thoughts become dark. And in the darkest of times, I think, somewhere else than on this island, someone is looking for sunlight. It feels as though I want these people to be the same as us. I think they might just be. Because I know that when I thought that I was sick, I suddenly understood, and was relieved that I wanted everyone to smile like in Thailand on TV.

The sunlight is so strong, so bright. And the world is way, way too cruel. I do not approve. I do not think swimming, love or shadow make up for it. It really is very hot in the sun. I am wet all over. Thinking about the safest place I've been, I melt. The safest place I've been is in the biggest city I've seen, in your bed, when you were not there.

Today my little blond heart of a girl who looks like me stepped on a snake that was yellow and black before a boy on a bicycle pulled up and bent over and said it was very, very, very dangerous, and big, of course, and that it was dead. I don't really believe in snakes anyway. But my sister does.

It isn't too hard to look someone in the eyes for a long period of time, like four or five seconds. Not even if they belong to a snake. This was a revolution when I first discovered it. For these are the things I had to learn. In the end, looking always had restrictions. It must, needs to be done with care and caution — like surfing: I know nothing of it; I have a boyfriend. He worries. That is also why some of this did happened, and some of this actually happened.

The snake, though, was very real, and dead. I had to admit, after all, that I knew that.

My sister comes back, she gives me water. We walk about — the afternoon sun doesn't burn as much, we appreciate that — and talk about the day, how frightened we were, how silly it was. We talk about it for a long time, getting all the shivers out. She drinks a lot of the water too. Let's go jump from the highest spot on the island, form a cliff! I say no the hunt for my glass of water has got me shaken up already.